Vermillion

"Relais region" west - a tree.

A gentle afternoon of sunshine descends on the forest entrance facing the meadows.

Cool breeze blowing through. Now, make a noise of sawa, the leaking sun shakes, the little birds chirp, and the deer parents and children rest in the shade of the tree.

A peaceful, quiet space.

But a picky, ear-shaking deer turned to the woods, as frightened by something.

Heteroacoustic.

It was first perceived as a vibration.

But gradually it gets bigger. Doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-doddy-dodd

Parents and children of deer who felt in danger began to flee, and the birds of the trees flew in unison.

Then, from behind the woods, a group appeared.

"Brrrrrrrr!"

A horseback riding that runs through the bushes, along with the nagging.

One, two, three - one after the other. That number, roughly twenty.

If you look closely, you can see that it is not a single cohesive group, but consists of the first three horsemen and the rest of the group that follows them.

"Wait for me!

"Don't think you can get away with this!

"The Dogsare guys heh, today is the day I'm going to bust you to death!!

A dozen horsemen chasing him, cursing him dirty. It is difficult to flatter and classy to wave a weapon up in your hand and put a blue muscle on your forehead, but it was generally a united group around everyone crossing a white horse and weaving a white cloak with a black cross on it.

In contrast, the three people on the side being pursued can only be described as' unusual '.

No, can I describe it as three people in the first place?

"Verhahahaha, those evil bastards who gave up!

Of the three, a leading horse laughing in a dull voice. He drives a horse with a pattern and occasionally looks back at the trackers and provokes his middle finger.

And that appearance - a word of "alienation".

The outfit is a boring cloth that covers your body to the point of boredom and sorrow. On his left hand, he holds a rusty battle stick (mace), and on his hips he has another spare stick.

Above all, the characteristic is the nail that extends long from the hand. It is a scalar pattern that covers the skin without gaps. From the red mouth as if it were a rip, the fangs and long tongues peek, and the slightly golden eyes have the pupils cracked vertically.

"Dragon Man (Dragonia)".

Man-made monsters, hostile to mankind. Instead of having physical or special abilities that outweigh humanity, intelligence is far inferior - it should be - but this individual is solving the human language and even riding a horse.

"Persistent men don't like you ~?"

Next to it, the shadow crosses as it clings to the back of the black-haired horse, laughing spirally.

This one is also foreign. A supple limb, a tight body shape - the shape is that of a glassy woman. But other than wearing leather armor that protects the chest and the area, the whole body is a black hairy twinkle. On his face, naturally covered in hair, he has a thin beard that jumps out of his cheek and dark green eyes. Long dark hair is breezy and a triangular ear grows on the top of the head.

"Pansanian".

Like the Dragon Man, it is a man-made monster that is hostile to mankind. It has the racial characteristic that it is superior to perception, extremely instantaneous, and that females have better muscle strength than males.

The leopard woman had a thick black cloth wrapped around her hands. Others, in particular, do not wear weapon-like weapons. You're either unarmed or you're hiding something, - or.

…………

Of the three fleeing, the tail. The man who serves as my lord is a man with a worn robe. This one is an old man of no strange philosophy, accumulating a fine gray beard. Because of the hood worn deep in his eyes, he could not see his expression, and the arrow unleashed by the chaser was pale with a cane in his hand.

He protects himself as well as the horse, and even senses the arrows aimed at the two further ahead, bouncing off without leakage. Unparalleled skill. Not to stir or poison, but to silence all the time, or the creepy piercing is seeping out.

"Shit, I don't know!

It was as if he had cut a paralysis by an ineffective arrow, or of the pursuers, a magnificent red-haired man took a crimson jewel out of his nostrils.

A treasure ball that hosts a raging and disturbing light. The man who raised it high screams.

[Incendiu (burn it down)!!]

At that moment, together, in the air, they visioned the appearance of a burning lizard.

A bright red flame abounds from the treasure balls, swirling and approaching the old man with the wand.

The old man against - he didn't move. He stuck his hand in his nose, grabbed something powdered white and scattered it backwards.

It's a salt crystal.

[Aubine. Arto, Hyo-Heki.]

The old man murmured "The Proclamation (Script)" without a moment's attention. Sprayed salt crystals vaporize instantly, sparkling light reflects indiscriminately.

In that distorted brilliance, they all hallucinated the appearance of a maiden in long clothes with a cold smile.

Bachkin, along with the dull sound, an ice wall appears in the air. Midway between the chasing side and the escaping side. It was a very thin thing that would easily collapse if it were a protrusion, but it was too much to offset the flame of a red-haired man.

Ice and flames collide, exploding water vapors. The walls of ice melted without a shrill, but the escaping threesome was intact.

"What!?

"He said it was the Ice Spirit!? I'm not listening to you!

The chasers, especially the flaming red-haired man, float the color of agitation.

"Ha ha, look, Bernard, the dumb surface of them!

A leopard woman spoke to the dragon man next door, laughing at the shards.

"Vahha, Hidaemon! Hey, Temehe et al! Do you like fire!?

A dragon man, known as Bernard, loosens his horse's leg and goes down to the rear. Shh, breathing heavily, its chest and neck swelled up to the point of abnormality.

"! Shit!

"Come on, scatter!

Even if the leading trackers notice it and try to change direction, it's too late.

"Vaaaaaaaaaa!"

With the roar, an orange light erupted from Bernard's mouth.

Flaming Exhale (Brace) - A flammable gel runoff, similar to that of "Fei Long (Wyburn)". The leading man, whose burning tongue licked the trackers and shaped himself into flames, fell on fire.

"Oh, shit. Wow!

He was a man who would roll over the ground and leap to extinguish the fire, but was stepped through his neck by a subsequent horseback ride that he couldn't stop, turning casually into a 'meat mass'.

"Oh, shit, I stepped on it."

"Wow, there's fire over here, too."

"Fuck, this horse can't do this anymore. Kill him!

The trackers were clearly in a state of havoc when they rushed to extinguish the fire they were about to burn, or when they bowed and killed a horse who was about to burst into flames.

"Vahhaha, zamaa hey!!

Bernard laughs furiously, rocking a flame at the tip of his tongue, whilst distancing himself from that gap. The old magician of the ice spirits who runs the horse next door is silently lying down, slapping his penis and butt around.

"- Shh!! Damn it, lick it!

A red-haired man with blue muscles floating on his forehead, kicking his horse's belly up and accelerating. Next to his companions, he raised the jewel of crimson again, wondering if he would let him escape.

[Sigismund!! Mi dedicxas al vi-]

A crushing sound called Bochubbagin, impacted on the arm. Man's "Proclamation (Script)" stops.

When I saw it, the treasure balls I was holding were shattered and scattered with every right hand.

"Ahhh... ahhh!

"Ahhh, I'm sorry, buckwheat. I was gonna blow my face off, but I took it off."

On a swinging horse, a man whose rare magic props are crushed and stunned with his hands raised. It is the leopard woman who runs the black horse who gives her teh red tongue without looking bad. He has an elongated black cloth in his hand that flickers in the wind.

No. That's not just cloth. If you fold it back, there's something like a leather receptacle just in the middle - a stone throwing string (sling).

Once again, the leopard woman holding both ends of the sling puts the round stone removed from her hip porch on the receptacle and begins to turn momentum with Hyun-hyun.

"- That's why. Now it's time to take it right, heh!

Bo, my arm blew. Throw. A round stone roars without making you feel any killing.

That was nothing more than a little black dot born into sight, for a blind man.

In an instant, a bullet landed. What a dull noise, the whole top is blown out of my jaw.

"Huh! Whenever I look at it, the stone-throwing of the Illis can't be awesome!

"Not as good as your exhale."

To Bernard's cheer, the leopard woman known as' Illis' shrugs her shoulders small.

"Come on, let's cheat! It would be depressing to be surrounded by Zako like that!

"Koo, the magic has been revealed, and it's stuck."

…………

An old magician who gets winked at by Ilis and tries to get his thumbs up silently. Apparently, it's called 'Koo'.

Trackers recovering from the mess of braces raise their voices of anger to the threesome that begins to run at a glance.

"What's 'uneven'! I'm not letting you get away with this!

"Go after him, go after him - heh!

Dododo, and the sound of a grunting hoof, the cavalry rushes. Left the meat chunks, his former companion, alone on the spot.

†††

The word "Player Killer" exists.

It literally refers to players who attack other players in multiplayer games such as MMORPG. The act itself is referred to as "Player Killing" and is sometimes abbreviated as "PKer", "PKing", etc.

It is strictly distinguished from the rules of interpersonal combat (PvP) in that it strikes without understanding the opponent and is intended to kill (kill) characters or loot items.

It could lead to a beginner hunt.

I'd be in trouble if I got hit.

There are a variety of reasons, but basically it is often considered an abominable act in the game.

Of course that is no exception in the Medieval Fantasy-style Real System VRMMORPG [DEMONDAL].

This game of unlimited all-field interpersonal combat (Free PvP) is essentially equivalent to being able to PK anywhere else. Besides, at death, all items, including the character's flesh, drop on the spot - from the PKers, it's just a heavenly environment.

And Bernard Iris Kow's threesome is a muscled player killer who finds joy in such inferior behavior.

Focusing on killing whoever he wants rather than robbing hardware, and actively playing "The Bad Guy," he might even be called a PK fundamentalist. Even today, he was being chased around by the Mercenary Corps (Clan) "Crusaders", who controlled the PK act.

"Oh, and you've been pinching me lately."

On a swinging horse. With the elongated tongue tying, the blur is Bernard. Minutes after the earlier battle, the Bernards continued northwards in the woods, still lazy in their pursuit of the Crusaders.

"Oh, my God, what's wrong? Suddenly."

The neighbor, Iris, looks decent as he sets a round stone on the throwing string.

"Mmm. I don't know, some kind of tension."

If you look backwards with your cold eyes, you say, "Wait, collar! A dozen rides belonging to" Crusaders ", who come after them screaming," etc. The number of heads is clearly lower than earlier, but the cause is obvious.

[Aubine. Arto, To-Ketsu.]

[Darlan. Arto, Gen-mu.]

If his temple sprinkles with salt, there will be frost on the ground, and if he takes the petals out of his nostrils and shakes them, a demonic rainbow mist will gush out of nowhere.

The foggy glare struck me, unnoticed the frozen ground, and a horseback riding rammed in at top speed slipped his leg and fell. A rider thrown out of his saddle is slapped straight to the ground, twisting his neck in a strange direction. Probably, instant death.

Beside Kou, who stood guarded by his cane as he peered backwards on the horse, the figure of a feathered dwarf and a maiden in long clothes was faintly visible.

It's the fantasy "Dalran" and the ice and snow maiden "Aubine".

He has always used magic such as "the wind of coma" and "the fog of delusion", and is widely known as a contractor with the "fairy", a type of lower spirits. Recently, however, he succeeded in his contract with the Ice Spirit and this time behaved as a magician.

Bernard builds a wall of fire with braces, Illis intermittently throws stones, and his lord Kou stops with magic - the usual hand of the threesome.

However.

Some players can't get through such 'usual hands'.

"I knew it," Jap the Reaper. "I don't have the thrill."

Bernard sighed as he slapped down an arrow from the rear with a mace.

"Reaper Japanese" - Kay the Bowman.

He is a famous player in the neighborhood of Fortress Village Wolvern, home of Crusaders. He is a master of riding, difficult to handle on a horse. He uses a large bow without difficulty, and even in a wooden tree he has no slight obstacle, knocking in precise shooting like through a hole in a needle, just Reaper.

Bernards have been made to taste bitter acids more than once. It is very difficult to prevent the first blow due to its excellence in "stealth killing (stealth sense)", and even where there are arrows, arrows with instant death power fly one after the other. Bernard, of course, is not an easy man to keep up with those attacks, even if he is a good cane artist.

In addition to that, it's annoying to let Bauser Hose's performance say things, and if he gets close, he retreats, if he escapes, he chases, and he moves like an example of a cavalry. If you meet an enemy, the struggle is a must - if you suck, even the three of you could be hit, such an opponent.

"But hanging out with him is the most fun."

"You're right."

Iris as he leaned his neck and avoided arrows from the rear. She's the only one in the threesome who uses physical flying tools (slings), but there's a verse she looks forward to fighting Kay for.

But the Bernards were bored here.

"Ahhh! Already! Why aren't you logged in, Kay!!

Bernard, who can whisk the gash and the back of his head, and look up to heaven and roar.

While Kay remains wanting the name of "Reaper" because of his exceptional bow skill, he is at the same time known among the players of VRMMORPG [DEMONDAL] as the abolitionist of the fingerfold. He's a fierce guy who keeps logging in all the time except when he maintains the server, and he's been named and talked about on the forums more than once, so much so that he's even called "Living in the Earliest Game" and "Well Done Strong NPC".

but kay like that hasn't shown up in a while.

I've been logged in for 24 hours every day since I was open, Kay did.

According to the story, talking to Kay's subcharacters set in autonomous tre mode at Kay's home in Wolvern, the fortress village, only answers, "Kay's not here right now". That is, Kay is not hiding himself somewhere in [DEMONDAL] and indicates that he is not genuinely logged in.

What happened - player neighborhoods and online forums are all over the subject now. Various speculations are flying about the pull being knocked out of the house, Kay's home online environment being troubled, simply tired of retiring - and so on.

Because the login time was too long, there were voices that said that she was actually a bedridden sick person, and even the person who said that her symptoms had worsened and she died at any rate began to appear.

Also, famous player "NINJA" Andrei, who used to hang out with Kay, has been out of sight since the same period, and this one is making a scene.

Some voices doubt Kay's connection to his "disappearance" - but are uncertain about his authenticity.

"... out, those two are deadbeat or something"

"Huh?

Bernard dots his eyes on Iris, who had been thinking with a serious face for a while but looked up.

"… yes, that would make Tsujitsu fit. I'm sure we're both obsessed with forgetting time and devouring each other's bodies in the VR room. That would explain not logging into [DEMONDAL (this way)], wouldn't it?

"Huh? No, it's not."

Guhehe, and Iris with an expression that seems to drown in his mouth. Bernard, with a frightened face, waved.

"Yeah - I thought it was Atashi name reasoning? I fell in love with Andrei's beauty and finally couldn't stand it, Kay! Man to man, forbidden love -! hehe."

"There isn't. And suppose, suppose. Even if Kay and that Okama NINJA bastard were deadbeat and fucked all over the VR room with it...... You're too long Wow!! How many days have you had since they stopped logging in?

"…… so is that. No, it may be overlapping the Kaise......! A world just for two............?!

"There isn't, that's all!

Bumps, Bernard starts waving to his tail this time, not just his hands.

By the way, behind Bernard and Illis chatting, Koo continues to silently obstruct "Crusaders".

"…… Ah,"

And that's when Iris realized.

"Hey both of you, there's a village over there. It hasn't happened in a while."

That's what I said, pointing at the back of the tree. If I followed my fingertips and gazed, I could see many small log houses built in the woods.

"Whoa! This is just gonna have to stop by!

"Could it be a player-made colonial village?

…………

Bernard wraps his horse's neck around the village, and Illis and Koo naturally follow it. While being chased by "Crusaders" from behind, the Bernards pushed the trees as they scratched the bushes.

The closer I get, the more I see the whole village. A pioneering village that cut through the woods. NPCs dressed in elegant clothes cut trees and plowed fields.

There are dozens of meters left to the entrance to the village, and I notice Bernards over there.

"It's a monster!

"Wow, it's a monster!

Guard! Guard! Guard!

The NPCs panic at the sight of dragon men raiding with mace on horseback and leopards smiling and turning stone-throwing strings.

By purchasing the packaged version of [DEMONDAL], monster species such as "Dragon Man" and "Leopard Man" that come with it as perks, but instead of being more advantageous than people in terms of physical and special abilities, all NPCs are automatically hostile and have the disadvantage of not having access to any facilities such as cities or villages.

Especially since it had nothing to do with Bernard and Illis.

"Sorry to bother you!

Doddy-doddy-doddy-hoof noises were also disturbing, and Bernard, who entered the village,

"Vaaaaaaaaaa!!

Quickly, light the nearby barn with a brace.

"Wow. Ah."

NPC of a child jumping out of a burning barn in a hurry. He was trying to put out the fire that burned into his clothes, but he admitted right next to him that he looked like a dragon man (Bernard) and said, "Wow!" and scream again.

"Hello! Die fucking kid!!

From the horse Bernard waved down his mace relentlessly. The head of the child NPC is plunged with megongs and eyeballs pop up with a red blood splash (effect).

"Vahhahahaha!"

"You monster! What are you doing, you monster!

From behind the village, a bent man, equipped with an axe spear (Halvard) and a red cloak, runs and screams in full body metal armor. There is at least one guard in any small village. Excellent muscle strength and physique, extra strong than bad players...

"Phew."

Bo, and Iris' arm is blurred. The roundstone, which was turned into a shell, struck directly, blowing every helmet off its head, and the guard became an unlikely chunk of meat.

"What is it? NPC is everywhere. This place is ah! I don't know!

For the sake of words, Bernard really enjoys showering his braces in the house one after the other. Next door, Iris continued to throw stones with Nico, saying, "It's like duck shooting." Kou is still crushing the head of a villager who has fled nearby with his cane, beside letting go of the magic of obstruction.

By the time the "Crusaders" arrived in the village, most houses seemed to be on fire with piles of former NPC meat. And the bad guys are already walking away in smoke.

Too miserably, the players of Crusaders were also distracted for a moment.

"Hiya... How dare you break this far in a short time..."

"This is the colony of the Mercenary Corps (Klan.)" Tester's Camp. "

"Let's call Tester's too, if they keep running like this, they'll blame us."

"Give him a break."

One of the players shrugged his shoulders took one raven out of the large cage he was carrying and released it.

A blackbird flying away, flapping its wings with rust.

"…… Let's go."

Looking at it, the Crusaders' crew resumed tracking the PKs.

The Bernards continue to run through the trees and overlook the meadows on their right.

"No, it was fun."

"Finally, I made a little money. We'll split it up later."

"Oh, no! Whoa, don't worry, Koo, I'll give you more catalyst!

…………

Bit, and Koo thumbs up silently. I don't know the expression because of the beard and the hood, but there is also an atmosphere that makes me feel like I'm wearing a nibble.

but with a tingly sharp kill, Koo looked up to heaven. Bernard and Illis also look up into the sky.

Far altitude, little black dots - ravens. He is spreading his black wings and gliding in the air currents.

Koo stuck his hand in his nostrils and threw a grasp of salt into the sky.

[Aubine. Rigardu supren al la cxielo, tie estas korvo, vi faru glacikonuso, kaj vi pafu lin mortigi la birdon.]

A translucent maiden in long clothes floats. A sharpened pile of ice appeared in the air with the salt crystals fogging and the glass squirming.

[Ekzekuciu.]

Gin, and the pile of ice becomes a strip of light, tearing the sky to pieces.

A raven swirling over the sky is pierced by a pile of ice, scattering its feathers. He dropped powerlessly as he scattered sparkle and blood splash (effects).

"... look Tucutta"

In a one-word tone, Koo.

"Oh. Then you can't go straight to Ajito like this."

"Then why don't we hike and spill it for a while?"

Bernard laughing with ease, but diverting himself as he was played.

Silver flashes penetrated the space where my body was until a moment ago.

Rumor has it, it's them again.

Lift up the edge of your mouth violently, tyrosis and tongue out. Rear, a bunch of black crosses on a white cape. A player with a leading crossbow was distorting his face with regret.

"Oh, you're growing in numbers. I thought you called for backup."

"It's not funny to be surrounded. Koo, I asked for it."

…………

Start running, just like you did earlier. The "Crusaders" gained momentum through reinforcements as they chased straight up from the rear, expanding separate teams into the meadows and laying semi-surrounded nets.

Bernards are driven west to avoid the pressure of that siege net. After more than a dozen minutes of running, the surrounding scenery was gradually changing from meadows to forested areas.

"Oh, my God, they even lured me home."

"You've come so close to Wolvern."

"…… two Tomo, see Le. Look, it's occassional."

Kou points forward and says.

"Huh? What the hell."

Bernard raised his voice with a slight yellow eye.

Forward, a valley sandwiched by a chopped cliff.

Cover up there - white fog.

"…… It's a lot of fog. Is that a trap?"

"Sorcery?

"...... Killing, feeling ginai. Sorcery, Chigau."

Bernards stopping the horse's legs and standing up in front of the fog. But the sound of the trackers' hooves looms from behind it.

Fog ahead, rocky mountains on the left, and a siege net on the rear and right.

"... Yep, it's fucked up! Get in! Get in! Get in!

"Well, maybe it's better than being able to do it here."

…………

Thumbs up silently and shows approval Kow.

The player killers, who accelerated the horse again, stormed into the fog.

That appearance leads to the other side of the fog.

Swallow, - disappear.

By the time Crusaders arrived,

The fog, which should have covered one side, had disappeared without shadows or shapes.

No one has seen Bernards since this day.